Catastrophic Man

Sweet them,
To be a catastrophic man
Say it upon day
For it was harmless,
When they began.
Sweet loves,
Or never seeing
A ruinous time
For a tragic being.
Sweet pair,
They walk toward the edges,
Till the Earth tilts its ledges.
When it falls with love,
Pushed with a lonely shove,
Eyes are quiet
Smiles are violent,
An arrow strikes a dove.
But one, dare say
Never two,
And it remains so:
Just a catastrophic man.
For then
He could have never ran.